Their facesnearly touching the ceiling, they were gasping the last of the remaining air as they bravely waitedfor the wizard. “Just a little farther,” he said. Einar waved a hand,and Failee’s spell materialized in the air. They specialized in producing dark wares of the craft that they sold for profit.
“But what are you suggesting?”Tristan started to explain his plan. He also knew that the periodbetween hosts was always the stone’s most vulnerable time. He looked at the medallion again. Even if he got immediate care, his chances for survival were not good.
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